Bea and Joel decided on an elopement that was entirely their own—honest, intimate, and set against the breathtaking backdrop of the Dachstein. On a brilliantly clear winter day, in freezing cold with golden sunshine, they exchanged their vows high up in the mountains. The snow-covered peaks and the quiet vastness of nature made this moment timeless and pure.
The warmth between them overshadowed the frosty temperatures. Their vows echoed through the mountains, carried by the wind, which seemed to say nothing but approval. It was a moment that needed no grand spectacle—just them, the mountains, and the endless expanse of winter.